Aminath Neena

Dystopia - Poem by Aminath Neena

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I took a journey onceto the land of the learned dunce Upon a blood -red skyalong which grief stood by Where east and west met across nautical boundaries setAmidst a chest of cocaine truffleBehind a steamy cauldron shuffleShaded by ancient druidsDeceived by sherbet fluidsBeyond chambers muffled with sounds Of falsehood mimed among cahootsBehind the altar of the puppet fleetThere, crushed as petals under feet, Were the smiles of innocenceStamped on each- a badge of impotenceWhere a mass of intestines pipedForming the ghettos blatantly hypedWhere walls of despair stretched Across pools of blood drenchedWhilst woven tales fathomedAmong deaf tongues interlockedBehind the altar of the puppet fleetThere, crushed as petals under feet, Were the echoes of smiling innocenceStamped on each- a badge of impotenceWhere the bridge of humanitylay tattered in garments of atrocityThere the gleaming silver of bladesFlashed upon trespassing clansAnd when the boisterous shadows Of their wolf pack herd narrowsFalling across fears of my pastI wake up with tears in my heartdiagnosed with a dose of myopiaOn the road straight-to Dystopia.